Versuri Pain of Salvation - Falling

OnceI had a mountain of my ownWith moss and walls and magicAnd a mighty viewA forest of my ownListening to
meShowing me its secret paths and trailsGreen with depths and sleeping sunrisesThorns that never cutMy feet and faceA
pine of my ownOffering a seat in the sunsetPainting windy picturesArabesquesOf fortune and foreverToo large to
fitEven in a child's pocketNowArabesques of forgetfulnessAre left to burn holesIn my white tapestry and fungible
wallpaperOnceI had a world of my ownIt is still thereOnlyI am gone